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“Everything reminds me of her.”
I should call her
After all, why shouldn’t I… ?
Why shouldn’ I fuck the snow ?
It’s like throwing a hot dog through a hallway…
Never seen a snowman blush like that.
“At this point, we might have to amputate. What exactly were you doing to get frostbite there?”
He just couldn’t resist and control himself
Everything reminds me of her.
“Mickey, you face up to make a snow angel!”
Ah, to be one with mother nature…
I’ll be in my bunk…
